Mr. Turner ~•~ The moment her thighs parted on my desk, I knew we had reached a point of no return. Five months. Five fucking months of this little tease prancing around my lecture halls with skirts that became shorter each day, spreading her legs just enough for me to catch a view of her lace, and even going commando some days. I'd spent the entire class half hard behind the podium, forcing myself to focus on the projector while she crossed and uncrossed her smooth legs every few minutes. And here she was, Layla Turner, an A+ student turned self-sabotaging brat, dripping on my table because she couldn't wait any longer. Such an impatient little slut. I'd been eager to play this game with her all session. Who knew she would snap so soon? Christ, she was perfect. Her pussy was slick with arousal, already swollen from nothing other than anticipation of being fucked. I leaned back in my chair, watching as she slid her fingers down, tracing her slit for a few seconds before dippi
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